Текст песни Лукоморье - Станут стихи мои птицами

Will my poems birds ,
Clean bird dreams,
I began to play with people ,
Drop to the ethereal heights .

All day long let him soar over the world ,
Let go off in the sunset rays
I do not get tired on the road
Dream Flames rotate,

Drops clogged in the twilight,
Rain will call to breathe,
I'll be your poems in the sky
Birds go.

All convene - one will come ,
Vzovёt sky high ...
Melt in her heavenly eyes
It will be easy , easy ...